#123 - Section 123

Allen broke the silence. He didn't have time to think about too many other things right now. He should quickly master the power of the Sanctuary and then quickly become stronger. When that time comes, he wouldn't be afraid of anyone.

"Oh, right, since you can see those patterns, try to understand them, to decipher them, try to use them. They will link with your mental power, thereby creating a domain. A domain is a special thing that combines rules and mental power…" Saint Cecil Mina had just said this when her voice caught in her throat.

Because beside Allen, a faint blue domain field slowly spread out.

Directly enveloping the entire temple, and this was not the limit of Allen's Sanctuary.

Saint Cecil Mina felt she had nothing to say. "Oh? This is the Sanctuary? Seems kind of interesting."

Allen was at the center of the Sanctuary, the rules enveloping him tightly. He could freely control the water element.

This feeling was just too wonderful.

With a slight movement of his mind, the seawater around the entire temple quickly receded. Clearly, it was the deep seabed, but there wasn't a single drop of water remaining.

"What powerful strength."

Allen waved his hand, and the entire sea began to rage.

He could feel that within his Sanctuary, he could perfectly control the water element.

Within his Sanctuary, he felt even more powerful. "This is the Sanctuary."

Saint Cecil Mina said softly.

Allen carefully sensed it for a moment, and he roughly understood the use of the Sanctuary.

"Another thing is forbidden spells. For mages, the Sanctuary is more of a means of protection, after all, a mage's body is much weaker than knights of the same level."

"And mages' means of attack surpass high-level magic, known as forbidden spells capable of destroying a country."

"The Sanctuary requires the use of rules, and forbidden spells also need to utilize the power of rules."

"In fact, not all mages can achieve the effect of destroying a country with a single forbidden spell. This is directly related to the mage's control over the rules and their own mental power."

"I just said that the most important thing for a mage is the control of mental power and rules."

"The two complement each other…"

After a deep and obscure explanation from Saint Cecil Mina, Allen completely understood the principle of forbidden spells.

Unlike high-level magic, high-level magic only maximizes the use of elements.

Forbidden magic, which is forbidden spells, relies on rules.

For those below the Sanctuary level, mental power is ultimately limited. They cannot touch the rules and can only directly use mental power to leverage elements to cast magic. The limit of this is ninth-level magic, which is to the extent of being able to destroy half of Skywolf City.

The Sanctuary might be able to use mental power to attract more elements, but if you want to truly cause a qualitative change in the power of magic, you need to use the power of rules.

Forbidden spells rely on rules to cast spells.

During the casting process, forbidden spells are like a lever, and mental power can leverage this lever to mobilize more elements.

The elements leveraged are countless times more than the elements directly leveraged by mental power.

And the longer this lever is, the more elements can be leveraged under the same level of mental power intensity.

Similarly, for a lever of the same length, the stronger the mental power, the more elements can be leveraged.

This is the essence of forbidden spells that Allen understood from Saint Cecil Mina, which is the principle of leverage.

Allen fell into deep thought. Theoretically speaking, with a long enough lever, wouldn't he be able to leverage the elements of the entire world?

Then his current comprehension of the rules should have reached a higher level, right?

Although all of this is brought about by the advanced magic talent given to him by the system.

But this is still part of his strength.

Allen estimated that he should be invincible at the same level.

After all, his current lever is already as long as that of Saint Cecil Mina, a three-star top Sanctuary mage.

He specifically asked Saint Cecil Mina about this, and she gave him an affirmative answer.

A one-star Sanctuary mage, mastering the power of rules that only a three-star Sanctuary mage can master.

What reason does he have not to claim to be invincible at the same level?

Allen asked about some more magical knowledge, and then before night came, Allen reluctantly left here.

But overall, the gains were huge!

With a comfortable and pleasant mood, Allen returned to Skywolf City, and just as he entered Skywolf Fortress, before Allen had time to sit down, he saw a brilliant fire erupting from a lonely three-story castle in the west.

The entire castle exploded in an instant!

Allen's mental power was released in an instant, and he just sensed Boltzmann being dragged out of the castle by his spider-dog-bird. "This alchemist… Fortunately, I set up a magic array in advance!"

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"Boom!"

The huge explosion sounded, and everyone in Skywolf Fortress was stunned.

However, because of the magic array that Allen set up in advance, this explosion did not affect other parts of Skywolf Fortress.

The magic array quickly operated, directly transferring the energy generated by the explosion to outside the city. The fire in the castle quickly weakened.

When Allen arrived, there were already many maids looking around here. Of course, there was also an alchemist lying on the ground not far away, motionless like a dead dog. "You step back a little, I'm going to turn off the magic array."

Allen said to the maids, and then he stepped into the magic array, turned off the already activated magic array, and then waved his hand casually, and all the flames were extinguished instantly.

Allen tried to use the earth element rules to see if he could directly repair the castle, but obviously, although Allen could also clearly see that the earth element's rules, like the water element, resembled a giant dragon.

However, repairing the castle requires more than just manipulating earth elements. It also demands artistic talent and architectural knowledge, which Allen clearly lacks.

So, after a brief attempt, he reduced the entire castle into a lump of mud, stones, and wood—basically, he completely transformed the dilapidated castle back into its basic components. It was a return to its origins. "It seems that even wielding the power of rules isn't omnipotent..."

Allen touched his nose and turned back to Boltzmann, who was as black as charcoal.

Allen casually retrieved about a dozen light green potions from his inventory and poured them directly onto Boltzmann.

Quickly, under the effect of these potions, Boltzmann's burned skin began to heal rapidly.

The charred and carbonized skin from the explosion began to peel off, and new skin and granulation tissue started to grow.

This potion was jointly made by Allen and Nick, possessing rich life energy. It could be used both internally and externally without any issues and was a top-quality healing and nourishing potion.

However, the requirements for this stuff were too harsh. Besides a high-level alchemist, it also required Allen or Lucy's assistance, so the production wasn't high.

Moreover, the cost was extremely high, even more expensive than intermediate magic potions, but relatively cheaper than advanced magic potions.

Throughout the entire Greyclaw Territory, Allen only equipped some silver knights with a few. "Cough, cough!"

As Allen poured several potions on him, the alchemist lying on the ground finally reacted. "...Lord, why are you here? I remember I was doing an experiment..."

"I think you're courting death," Allen said calmly. "What, do you alchemists always end your experiments with explosions?"

Boltzmann was stunned upon hearing this. "Ah? It exploded? It seems I made a mistake. Let me think, I'll try a different material. But Lord, I can make alchemical bombs soon!"

Although Boltzmann's voice was weak, Allen detected a hint of joy and excitement.

"Alright, alright, stop experimenting. Now your castle is gone. Wait to move into a new castle. Besides, the experimental equipment and materials need to be rearranged. Also, pay attention to your condition for a few more days."

Allen shook his head. This was also why he didn't create an alchemist subject in his school.

Mainly because he only had one alchemist under him, and Allen felt that if this guy became a teacher, he might set the school on fire the next day.

"What?! The castle is gone?! My research notes are all in the castle! Heavens! Why are you punishing me like this! What did I do wrong!"

A wail came from Boltzmann's mouth, and the blackened fellow immediately wanted to get up.

But soon, he cried out again.

"Ah! It hurts!"

Allen calmly watched as the guy's carbonized skin cracked in many places, and fresh blood flowed out.

He took out two more potions and sprinkled them on Boltzmann.

"I told you, you better rest well now, if you don't want to die in pain."

Allen said indifferently. He waved his hand, and immediately a few maids came over.

"Go get a stretcher and carry this guy away. Let him rest well."

After Allen finished speaking, he had people take the guy away.

"An alchemical bomb is about to be made? The commotion just now wasn't bad. Although it's currently slightly inferior to intermediate magic, the advantage of alchemical bombs lies in its great potential."

"This world is full of magical materials, and many can be tried to add into alchemical bombs, which can slowly increase the power of alchemical bombs."

Allen finally glanced at the abandoned castle in the distance. Although a castle was blown up, at least he heard some good news.

The next morning, Allen still arrived at the school very early. This time, the students who had been taught a lesson were completely honest.

"Alright, yesterday I already talked about what a mage is, the principles of magic, and even demonstrated various magics to you."

Allen walked into the classroom, and the seven students sat very obediently in their seats, looking at the basic meditation knowledge that Allen had given them.

"You already have a certain understanding of magic. Now, we will officially start learning magic."

Allen's words made the little guys' eyes light up.

Although they were taught a lesson yesterday by this Lord, no, by the teacher, after the lesson, Allen showed them the magic of various elements, and the little guys immediately showed a look of desire and longing.

"Teacher, how do we meditate?"

The students asked one after another. After class yesterday, they had been trying to meditate, but it was very difficult.

"Meditation is a state. To achieve this state, in addition to the necessary talent, you also need to know how to dispel distracting thoughts and maintain inner peace and tranquility."

Allen said lightly, "Betty, you come here."

He looked at the oldest girl among everyone, Betty, a twelve-year-old girl with brown hair.

"Teacher."

Betty walked up to Allen and bowed slightly, very nervous.

"Don't be nervous, Betty. I believe you should have tried meditating after returning to the dormitory yesterday, right?"

Allen said gently.

"Yes, but I didn't succeed."

Betty said with a slight frustration.

"Don't be discouraged, Betty. Meditation is your first threshold. Perhaps you can cross this threshold in an instant, but more people spend a month, or even longer, to truly achieve their first meditation."

Allen said very calmly, "You don't need to be too anxious, because your life has just begun, and there is plenty of time. Betty, come, sit in front of me and try meditating once."

Allen pointed to a chair in front of him and said.